I am not the woman you would desire

Desire......A strange word no?the dictionary says it's an act of wantan act of badly needing somethingand hey i am none of ityour eyes ask whyi am the woman who would never dress up for the datei won't dance with you on your favorite songrather laugh with you when subway sauce spills up on your lipsI could use more wisdom than graceI may talk you out from the panic episodes that keep you awakeBut i am not the woman you desireI have bruises from the past relationshipsI have scars, not the glorious battlefield scarsrather an ugly cat bite that is as deep as a pitbut i think it's gorgeousI am not the woman you desire I have faultlinesfault lines that try to tear me apart every nightBut leave with multiple crackscracks of an unsettling mindcracks of anxious thoughtscracks of an extra pound on weighing scalei will grow on youthrough late night conversationsthrough ideas to communicate betterthrough poetry that screamsthrough sharing the unspeakable in inboxesI am not the woman you desirebecause i won't be writing poems for youmy poems are my force field against despairmy poems are the closest i can get to "love"I am the woman you won't desireorWill you?
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Expectations from women being one who looks pretty, flawless, dances in your tunes; you can’t even see real her. Then, there are these women who are real, who fought their own battles and strive to be herself. Loved this.

This was bold and subtle, it was so attractive and simple, it was beautiful and ravishing- and all at the same time. It is lovely how you managed to bring all these qualities together with your words.
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Highly impressed with your thoughts which I could glimpse through your poem. Thoughts of an independent woman. Thoughts of a woman who is clear about what she wants in her life and what she doesn’t. If every girl is ready to embrace such viewpoints in their life they could live their life with better choices and less compromise. Beautifully crafted
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We worship woman in form of Devi; we call her nav Durga. then why one should expect her to dance on tunes with him or dress up like a princess for a date. she can be herself and instead of laughing on silly jokes she can be a a try companion in terms of being the strength go her better half. Beautiful poem.
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I am.not the woman you desire. The title itself runs a chain of thoughts in one’s mind. Women have always built curiosity among men and saying this you in fact, become more desirable. I quite liked it, pooja. #LiveItYoungReads #MyFriendAlexa

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Meet P. She breaths on "F" word and loves when it rains, coffees that turn cold in wait of conversations to end, travels that don't seek comfort, stories that remain untold, imperfect love stories and handwritten letters. Usually found in a cafe ordering chai, immersed in a book and always always wearing over sized glasses.
And yes she thinks it's cool to sign off like this.
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